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The Mafia's Wanted Desires. 88
JAXONThe air that filled the room reeked of toxicity, tasting like an acidic element that was enough to gut one's intestines out. I could feel it on my skin and my tongue. Breathing it in, even. But just like all times, it barely gained any ounce of reaction from me. The rancid and pungent smell of the dried blood that was scattered across the fading walls in stripes seemed like any other normal smell to me.I had grown to find it fascinating.But what, however, was beginning to get on my nerves was the lack of cooperation from the man tied upside down a few feet away from me. The familiar black material of his black tee that he was wearing the day we grabbed him at Micah's hideout had been adorned with several holes that were a result of the bloody pocket knife which I was tossing up and down in my hands. The blood that dotted off his body dropped to the floor like tiny raindrops and beneath him, was a pool of his blood which I had taken upon myself to drain out of him if he didn't
The Mafia's Wanted Desires. 89
JAXONI took a swig from my tumbler, staring through the window with my face as blank as a sheet. I appeared calm on the outside, but I was a nerve-wracking mess on the inside. A knock sounded at my door and I heaved a sigh."The door is not locked," I announced, and the door creaked slowly, accompanied by the clicking of heels against the vinyl floor."Good morning, Jaxon." Her bubbly and energetic voice, which was filled with so much enthusiasm, filled the room. I spun around in my swivel chair, my gaze zeroing in on the blonde, who had her hair tied in a high ponytail. Her slim frame was draped in a corporate midi red dress that matched perfectly with the crimson lipstick on her lips.She sauntered forward gracefully like she had the whole world parched on her palms, a bright smile plastered on her face, which had her blue eyes twinkling with softness."Good morning, Kendra." I retorted in a bored tone which sounded so dismissive, but like always, she didn't take it to heart. She s
The Mafia's Wanted Desires. 90
ASHLEY"Baby, you alright in there?!" I yelled out to the man in the bathroom. He had been in there for a while and I knew he wasn't just bathing. He kept the shower running as a decoy, so he could use that time to clear his head. I had been out of the bathroom over ten minutes ago and I was almost done with my skincare routine while he was still hiding in there from God knows what."Yes, Peach. I am fine!" He yelled back and my reflection in the mirror grew red in my cheeks. It beats me how badly he had me wrapped around his fingers because the slightest thing he did earned a shitload of reaction from me. No, it wasn't the first time I was hearing him speak, but he had a way of sounding different every damn time. Before I could stop myself, I was grinning from ear to ear in no time. A sugary giggle emitted from me as I dabbed a generous amount of serum on my face, massaging it into my skin."Come on out, you know you will always look good to me, even if you are covered in soap," I
The Mafia's Wanted Desires. 91
ASHLEYI knew he told me he was fine, but it didn't stop me from casting worried glances in his direction, with every passing second. I sighed in discomfort, wanting to give in to the urge of kicking my ballet flats off my feet and sinking my body onto the bed, refusing to go with him because he clearly wasn't ready.I could tell by several things. The way he stared into nothingness in the mirror as he buttoned up his shirt. His shaky fingers as he missed some of the buttons in the process. The occasional shaky breaths that evaded him now and then. Not to mention the shuffling of his feet.I bet he had even forgotten I was standing behind him."Here, let me help." I threw my sling bag on the bed, walking towards him. I pushed his hands off the buttons, not meeting his eyes. I proceeded to button them properly, making sure not to miss a procession."Baby, I can fix my buttons." He chuckled. A dry, lifeless sound that didn't come out wholeheartedly. I resisted the urge to snort in his
The Mafia's Wanted Desires. 92
MICAHHave you ever just wanted to watch the world burn? Like you want the biggest surge of fire to descend out of nowhere and raze everything in its wake to ashes. Like you want to watch every living thing burn to death, screaming for help while the fire disintegrated them from the inside out, denting their flesh bit by bit until there was nothing left,Other than ashes.Like you want to watch a tsunami clear up everyone all in one sweep. Like you want to watch at the snap of a finger, the world is going void of every living thing. Like you just want to make them suffer and drink to the rhythm of their screams, the symphony…Was that borderline twisted?Yes.Do I want it to happen?I couldn't think of anything better other than making the world suffer for what has been done to me. No, I didn't wait to just let it go. I wanted to exact my revenge on anything and anyone. My anger was like a bottomless pit. An abyss. No matter how much I fed it. It never seemed to get filled up.But I k
The Mafia's Wanted Desires. 93
JAXONEmotions were underrated.They could make or mar you. It was one thing to have control over them and it was another thing to shut them out completely. Our emotions are like windows into our souls. They define us. They make up the essential part of us. And shutting it out only renders us void. Shutting my emotions nulled me completely and I began seeing being emotionless as a form of normalcy.I could barely differentiate between what was real and what wasn't.Of course, there were times when ruthlessness was a necessity. I have had to go through some phases in my life, and looking back now, if I didn't handle it with the right amount of ruthlessness, I wouldn't have scaled through that phase. Being dangerous could be necessary at times, but turning off the ability to feel wasn't a necessity.It's a coping mechanism.From the pain, from the grief, from the anguish, from the torture, from the despair, from the sheer agony.And the funniest thing about a coping mechanism was that
The Mafia's Wanted Desires. 94
JAXONMy fists were clenched tightly, my jaw locked as rage simmered through my veins, icing up the blood coursing through them and freezing me from the inside out. My insides were on fire at the same time, my body was freezing. I was feeling two things at the same time. The veins that ran from my neck to my head threatened to pop and my face was heavily flushed. I chewed on my bottom lip, nearly drawing blood from it. The stinging pain that shot through the soft flesh was enough to elicit a wince from me, but I couldn't even bring myself to make a sound. Trying to get myself to speak would just seem as though I wanted to poke an angry dragon. At the opening of its mouth, spitballs of fire would erupt everywhere.I was trying my best to stay calm, but the way my legs shook disagreed with my plans. I shifted in my seat for the umpteenth time, staring out through the window of the car. The air that filled the car was toxic and tainted with sulphur. I could taste it in my mouth…the acid
The Mafia's Wanted Desires. 95
JAXONWhen I saw the look in her eyes, I just knew it.I knew that I had ascended a certain level of trust in her and it puzzled me so much how she was able to trust someone like me. I tried searching those honey-brown orbs for flickers of doubt but there was nothing. Her eyes mirrored the trust that filled up her soul. She had shown me on several occasions how much she trusted me and knew I wouldn't hurt her, but today was different. She gave up control and surrendered to me, leaving it all up to me to lead the way. And no, she wasn't terrified. She was just appalled. I could see it in how her eyes wandered around the dark grey room. She was driven by a burning desire and anticipation, rocking back and forth on her feet with a smile on her face like a little child that was offered her favourite candy. My heart fluttered softly, astounded by how much she had grown from hating me to trusting me with her life. I chuckled.The massive space that was coated in a dark grey paint, surro
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